The Dream that Dreams me

I dream as I live, and I live inside a dream, folded between celestial and quantum physics, where being awake inside a lucid dream feels no different than sleeping in reality... somnambulism or somniloquy? you don't know I don't know albeit stars pour through y(our) thoughts like sand through an hourglass counts neither hours nor years, only the pulse between heartbeats tick by tick second by second... I walk across the constellations as though they were cobblestones, each step collapsing a thousand probabilities the uncertain event planets revolve in my brain, whispering equations solve themselves only when I forget I’m searching for answers and still i do not wake... a vivid dream or a lucid scream? i dream as I live, and ilive inside a dream a Möbius loop braided from stardust, particle spin celestial maps fold in my hands like origami black holes, each crease a dimension that breathes when itouch it time bends its knees t(here), kneeling before the symmetry of me and you! are we identically same or perfectly imperfect? atoms murmur in my blood, entangling with arteriovenous fistula until i can no longer reckon whether my bones are orbiting me or i am orbiting them... anasmotosis...i...am i walk through wormholes that taste of candle smoke, each doorway a memory i have not yet lived is it déjà vü or just a rendezvous ? and somewhere, my stiffness is dreaming me back ......... do (not) wake me up.........